Are you really going to choose money over love?”
And it all started to fall into place. It all started to make sense.
God isn’t making me go back to St. Louis. God isn’t putting desires in my heart and asking me to live in a way opposite those desires. He’s giving me a choice and asking me to trust Him to provide once again.
Ultimately, He’s asking me to choose love-love that doesn’t make sense.
It doesn’t make sense to turn down the #1 social work school
or to turn down $40,000
or to go into debt for a job in a typically low-paying field
or to yearn for home after being on my own for six years
But it also doesn’t make sense to pray for healings
or for God to speak to us
and for us to act on what He speaks
or to believe that the world’s savior was beaten, crucified, and raised from the dead.
Go Blue!
